Please Little Sun, please tell me
Tell me that I’ve gone crazy
Tell me I invent this insanity,
That I fancied this whole story.

Please Little Sun, oh please tell me!

Please tell me that you will do right,
Not drifting from the path, as we all do;
Blindly staring at the light,
We all know to be untrue.

Burn, burn, Little Sun,
Smouldering star in the night.
Fall, fall, Little Sun,
Beautiful angel, burning bright.

You see little sun, I cried for you;
For the world you were put into,
But don’t you despair, little sun;
An era of pleasure has begun.

Shine, shine, Little Sun,
Born to glitter, born to run.
Dance, dance, Little Sun,
Sing your torments on and on.

So many fears, all swept away,
And countless cheers as breaks the day,
As we all sing an happy song:
An happy ending to this endless wrong.

There’s gonna be, some change around
A devastating crumbling sound.
There’s gonna be some change around,
The end of this merry go round.